"Lorenth." My name breaks on a moan.
"I fucking love hearing you say my name." I roll my hips up to meet her downward stroke, driving deeper. "Say it again."
"Lorenth." Louder this time. Desperate.
"Louder." I thrust up harder, hitting that spot inside that makes her cry out. "I want to hear you scream it when you come."
She rides me faster, chasing her release with single-minded determination. Her breasts bounce with each movement and I'm mesmerized—can't look away from the sight of this gorgeous woman using my body for her pleasure.
Never been in charge before. Never had control over her own release.
And now she's taking it. Takingme. Fucking herself on my cock like she owns it.
Like she ownsme.
"So fucking perfect." My hands slide from her hips to her ass, gripping the soft flesh. "Look at you. Taking my cock so well. Making yourself feel good."
"Yes." The word is barely coherent. "Yes, yes, yes?—"
She's close. I can feel it in the way her pussy clenches around me, in the increasing desperation of her movements. She's chasing it, reaching for that edge but not quite getting there.
I shift one hand from her ass to between her thighs, finding her clit. The small bud is swollen and slick, sensitive under my touch.
"Oh gods." Her whole body shudders.
"That's it." I circle her clit with firm pressure, matching the rhythm of her hips. "Come for me. Want to feel you fall apart on my cock."
"Lorenth—" My name breaks on a sob.
"Come." The command rumbles through my chest. "Now."
She shatters.
Her pussy clamps down on my cock in rhythmic pulses as her orgasm tears through her. She throws her head back, spine arching, and screams my name exactly like I demanded.
Absolutely fucking beautiful.
I work her through it, fingers still circling her clit while she rides out the waves of pleasure. Her thighs shake, whole body trembling with the force of her release.
And I'm barely holding on. Every squeeze of her pussy around my cock pushes me closer to the edge, makes my balls draw up tight with the need to come.
But not yet.
Not until I've wrung every ounce of pleasure from her body.
Her orgasm is still rippling through her when I move.
I grip her hips and flip us in one smooth motion, laying her back against the sheets while I settle between her spread thighs. My cock never leaves her pussy—just shifts deeper with the change in position, dragging another whimper from her throat.
"Lorenth—" Her hands reach for my shoulders, fingers digging in.
"I've got you." I brace on my forearms, caging her beneath me. "Going to take care of you."
I pull out slowly. Watch her face as my cock drags through her sensitive tissues, see the way her eyes flutter shut and hermouth parts on a silent gasp. The sight of her like this—flushed and trembling and completely undone—makes something fierce and possessive curl through my chest.
Mine.
Bond or no bond, this woman belongs to me. And I'm never letting her go.
